2001 Issue 2

From the earliest days, Wesleyan graduates have been a far-flung crowd. The first six alumni of the Class of 1833—missionaries, teachers, and adventurers—scattered to New York, Massachusetts, South Carolina, and eventually Ohio, Georgia, and North Carolina.
Keeping in touch after graduation…

A Wesleyan football star finds a season of play after graduation in a seemingly unlikely place.
The spring air was crisp and the crowd was beginning to gather at the field, and Tom Themistocles ’99, pro football…

Two former faculty members died in early March: John G. Grumm, professor of government emeritus, at age 78, and Barry Kiefer, former professor of biology, at age 67.
Grumm was a member of the Wesleyan faculty fr…

Winston has been translating professionally for more than 30 years. While growing up she puzzled over problems in translation at the dinner table with her parents, Richard and Clara Winston, also professional translators…

Though Carol Wood knew she kicked butt at “Bust a Move Millennium,” she never thought she’d catch the attention of the national media. But there she was in a story in the Dec. 22, New York Times.
“It was during …

Three alumni–elected trustees will join the Board of Trustees July 1: Thomas Broker ’66, Megan Norris ’83, and Isaac Shongwe ’87.
Broker is professor of biochemistry and co–leader of the Virology Program in the …

It’s become a familiar story: An earnest individual sees a way to create a new Web site that fills a perceived void. Countless hours of work lead to a launch, then the site steadily attracts a large and devoted following…

When museum curators trade stories, Alan Shestack ’60 has one for the hall of fame.Everyone, it seemed, wanted to see the Vermeer exhibit at the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C., where Shestack is chief curato…

The shimmering light dances and glows in her eyes.
Jan Willis is an earnest teenage girl from a small dirt road mining town who has just been awarded a full scholarship to an Ivy League university. It’s an incredible op…

The afternoon sun slants into the West End Avenue apartment, bringing out warmth in the parquet floors, the mellow gold of hardwood cabinets. On top of the piano, the pencil–written score of David Leisner’s newest chambe…